une autre semaine

Good Lord.
As of today, my birthday is in a week's time.
I don't really want to be reminded of it but what with the timetable for trials in my file, which I've been constantly opening to put in exercise sheets in, I cannot forget of my birthday.

Oh dear. And I think I'm in love with Destiny's Child Emotions after listening to it with Syaza on Darrell's iPod yesterday.

wishlist 04

A Gretsch White Falcon to replace my old guitar :D
Well, its pretty unlikely that I'll ever get this from anyone. But well, its still on my birthday wishlist.

naik gila

I didn't have art class yesterday, so oubviously I hung out with dad and Yusof. Not to forget Ibraheem as well because he had an "eye sore" and he was crying but at One Utama, he was just fine. Lord. Little kids.

Anyway, we headed to Zara to get Raya clothes. Dad went to the kiddies section with Ibraheem and Yusof tagged along. I just walked alone in Zara looking at clothes-and their price tags-picking which one I should buy. But seeing as I was having a shoe fetish at the time and saw loads of 4 inch heels, I couldn't resist slipping my feet into a few pairs. Must say that I enjoyed towering over Yusof in the heels. Like this one;

Black 4 inch pumps at RM149.

Loafer-like heels at RM (God-knows-how much)

Honestly, I went crazy. But I didn't buy any shoes. Maybe next time when I go out alone with dad and Yusof. In the end, I settled with this sort-of dress from Zara and a purple cardigan from Massimo Dutti. There were also these bangles from Massimo Dutti which I wanted but.....maybe next time?

So now all I need are a few other tops, jeans and, of course, shoes.

oh God

I NEED TO WATCH 500 DAYS OF SUMMER.
No, not need. HAVE TO.

a love story

When you loved someone, you put their needs before your own.

The Pact; Jodi Picoult

but you weren't happy

I slept at 1:04am last night just to finish reading The Pact which I read last year, on the beach in Langkawi while listening to my mp3 on shuffle. This morning I woke up to realize that it was already the 1st of August. In my head, I counted: Crap, 9 more days to trials and 11 more days to my birthday. I don't know why I even remembered of my birthday because throughout the whole of yesterday, I forgot of it. Oh well, my brain likes to remind me of stuff at wierd times. And they come pretty uncalled for.

So. I think, I'm already ready for trials. Except Islamic Studies and KH. Lord, I'm scared. Oh. Did I tell you, we'll be restaging Romeo and Juliet this Monday. I still need to memorize a couple of lines and I have to not forget to bring a blazer on Monday. I'm just scared we might mess it up because its been two weeks since the competition and yesterday, nearly all of us have forgotten our lines. And Syahmi and Ellya weren't at school.

And I feel like eating McDonald's vanilla ice cream while listening to The Way You Make Me Feel on repeat. I think I'm being totally random right now. I should stop.